(Put on a show, get on the floor) You giving me everything you got All I really want now is more It's a cabaret Cause even though I'm a professional I like to do my work at home (Get on the floor, get on the floor) Now can we discuss

I'm in awe of no one, I'm made for this, teach me what to want I am the hot mic, I pick up asides, of the modern tyrant Laws of the shadows, colors of justice, I don't know what it meant How patriotism is now enough and it's powerful stuff Can we get it

Doo-doo-doo we're on to you Underneath the shaker knit he's a brick wall Tearing her down, talking her down under your breath Making a mess, see she is happy you want to break it You the number one wet blanket Falling for the creep the body leech here he

I'll give you all I have And nothing less I promise Love me and don't look back I want you with me on this road to the sky We'll be shining every night I promise you Just me and you Oh I promise you

Whip the 707 out Bring the 707 out La la la la la la la la Bring out the glass tables You can stay If it hurts to breathe Open the window Oh, your mind wants to leave But you can't go

'Cause I know that it's delicate (delicate) 'Cause I like you Yeah, I want you Is it cool that I said all that? Is it chill that you're in my head? Is it cool that I said all that Is it too soon to do this yet? Isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it? Isn't it?

Sincerely, Me 'Cause all that it takes is a little reinvention It’s easy to change if you give it your attention All you gotta do is just believe you can be who you want to be Then everything might be alright Dear Evan Hansen We've been way too out of

I want my niggas rich by summer seventeen I'm out on bond so I gotta beat it (Maybach Music) You scared to die nigga? Open your eyes wide and I pray you are All the dope boys say they wanna be me (boss) I got a lick boy, I got a lick 2017 trust me boy,

Change your mind. Change your mind, All over again Don't wanna have to say goodbye, So if you think there's still a chance to make it right, When you wake up wantin' me, And you can't go back to sleep, When your weak all alone, And you're reachin' for

All I want from you is drug sex Run it up and never go back (Go back) Tell me why the fuck you mad though? (Mad though) I ain't that used to getting mad dough (Mad dough) I dropped forty pointers on your ass, ho (Ass, ho) Forty pointers on your ho-ass